Why do nice women fall for bastards? Why do they betray their loving, devoted husbands to have their slutty, shortlived desires satisfied? Why is it always the sweet, dedicated lover who bites the dust? The husband who quietly works his ass off for her. The patient friend who listens to her wishes, even the silly wishes, and tries to find ways to make her...
Brandy had finished her shift at the House of Dreams, a store of strange wonders. Toys of all varieties, wondrous candies from around the world, clothing which was exotic to the states, and many other strange trinkets were sold at the shop. People stopped by regularly to stare in amazement, and now and then people purchased the goods, whether a cute outfit f...
*Note* Originally posted on Archive of our Own under the account Supermassiveburrito. Was intended to serve as a first step into a collaborative effort with artist skcatzy.boi/Layne Clarke from Instagram with the oc design and name belonging to him but everything else done by myself, though he has since failed to add anything to the collab and has rescinded...
"Four thousand years before the rise of the Galactic Empire, the Republic verges on collapse. DARTH MALAK, last surviving apprentice of the DARK LORD REVAN, has unleashed an invincible Sith armada upon an unsuspecting galaxy. Crushing all resistance, Malak's war of conquest has left the Jedi Order scattered and vulnerable as countless Knights fall in...
(Inspired by Encounter in the Glade and The Perils of Nude Sunbathing By Little White Mouse) * "Skinnydipping!" "Sunbathing!" "Skinnydipping!" "Sunbathing!" Stella Burgess and Moira O'Donnell, roommates and BFF's, back and forthed on the virtues of flesh baring in a tropical paradise. The paradise was one of a cluster of islands near Tahiti. There were...
I could feel her staring at me. She sat at the end of my driveway watching me untangle the jumbled mess of my fishing poles as I stood in my garage. She was cute as a button. Blonde hair in pigtails, sitting on her barbie doll bike with the training wheels keeping her upright. Her name is Elsie and I think she is four years old. But it was the first week of...
You're painfully broken from your peaceful slumber by the cold rain soaking into your cloak, giving you a chill as hot ragged breath escapes your parched lips. Your eyes burn with fatigue and your muscles ache with dehydration and exhaustion. You have been an outcast for only a fortnight, but the meager rations you made for yourself before the exile didn't l...
I'm sleeping. Dreaming dreams of desire and lust. A strange cock pounds away at my drenched pussy. I'm so close to cumming. I want to scream and scream until my throat bleeds. Oh God, oh God, I'm cumm- I wake up. DAMMIT! I squirm under the sheets, feeling the silky smoothness caressing my bare legs, my back, my breasts, my pus- Wait. My sheets are moving....
I saw a circle turning. It felt like I was tied to it, or maybe it was taking me somewhere, but it didn't seem like a car tire. A wagon wheel is what it reminded me of, with big carved spokes, and each one of them was like a clock hand. When I woke, we were driving, and I had my head on Rebecca's shoulder. She had her arm around me. Her smile greeted my ti...
Feel free to share your Ideas with me by Coments or Messages :) Writers would be welcome to Age of Conan Hyperborea World. The sun was burning in the sky as a lonely wanderer moved through the infinite sun. Days ago he had been left to die in the desert. As punishment for all his deeds. But killing him was anything but easy. The blood of the Cimmeria flowed...